Chapter 4239: Blood Demon Grotto-heaven

There was one thing she didn't dare say aloud — the three Open Heaven masters at the First Inn were every bit as strong in cultivation and grade as the ones here at the Xuanyuan Grotto-heaven. If it truly came to blows, neither side would gain an advantage. It would end in mutual destruction, plain and simple.

Elder Chu had clearly arrived at the same conclusion. He swallowed his fury and snarled through gritted teeth, "Lan Youruo, keep your people on a short leash! If he dares pull a stunt like this again, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"

The proprietress didn't back down an inch. "Go on, try laying a finger on him. See whether this lady can't snap every old bone in your body. You're getting on in years — find yourself a quiet corner to retire in instead of prancing around out here!"

Elder Chu nearly exploded. He jabbed a trembling finger at the proprietress. "I will report today's matter to the sect. Just you wait for your punishment!"

The proprietress let out a derisive snort and turned her back to him. Noticing that Yang Kai and that Yin Xinzhao were still locked in a staring match across the void, she couldn't help sending a voice transmission: "That's enough already. You should head inside. The entrance is more or less fully open — if you don't go in now, something might go wrong."

"Understood," Yang Kai replied. Then he flashed a smile at Yin Xinzhao and cupped his fists. "Brother Yin, I wish you the best of luck!"

With that, he vanished inside.

Best of luck, my foot! Yin Xinzhao was practically seething. He had waited and waited, and when a perfect opportunity finally presented itself, he assumed entering the Blood Demon Grotto-heaven was a done deal — only for Yang Kai to ruthlessly steal it right out from under him.

Over all this time, he had figured out a pattern: though the Blood Demon Grotto-heaven's entrances opened at irregular intervals, they essentially never appeared in the same spot twice. In other words, the position he'd been guarding had almost no hope left. If he wanted to get into the Blood Demon Grotto-heaven, he'd have to find somewhere else.

But now the area in every direction was crawling with Xuanyuan Grotto-heaven disciples. Where could he possibly go? His expression turned uglier by the second.

On the other side, Yang Kai had already arrived at a newly formed entrance and slipped through it.

The moment he stepped inside, he felt himself enveloped in a blood-red glow. An invisible force tugged and squeezed him as the scenery before his eyes dissolved into a kaleidoscope of swirling colors. A faint dizziness stirred deep in his mind, and golden sparks danced in his vision.

These were the telltale signs of spatial transmission — something Yang Kai was all too familiar with. And judging by the intensity, the distance wasn't particularly far.

That wasn't hard to understand. The entire Blood Demon Grotto-heaven was hidden within the Blood Demon Domain, and the entrances had formed because the two spaces were gradually merging. Sooner or later, the Blood Demon Grotto-heaven would fuse completely with the Blood Demon Domain — which meant the distance between them was naturally quite short.

In just a few breaths, the kaleidoscopic landscape vanished. His vision cleared, and Yang Kai found himself standing in a completely different world.

The Blood Demon Grotto-heaven!

Before Yang Kai could properly take in the scenery, his entire body suddenly plummeted downward as though a mountain had been dropped onto his shoulders, driving him earthward at terrifying speed.

He realized he had materialized in midair. In a panic, he adjusted his posture, trying to steady himself — only to discover with surprise that some kind of invisible restriction pervaded this space. He couldn't fly!

After all, this was a Minor World left behind by an eighth-grade Open Heaven cultivator after death. Any restrictions it possessed were certainly not something an Emperor Realm cultivator could simply ignore. Even though countless ages had eroded most of the formations here, they were still more than enough to keep the likes of him in check.

Yang Kai scrambled wildly, then looked down to find himself roughly a dozen li up, plummeting toward the ground at breakneck speed.

He wasn't particularly worried — with his half-dragon body, a fall from this height would be ugly, but it wouldn't kill him.

The real problem was where he was about to land. On the plain below, a pack of hyena-like demon beasts — over a hundred of them — were milling about. They looked savage as sin, and they seemed to have caught the scent of a living person. One of the hyenas craned its head upward and let out a short, vicious shriek.

Over a hundred hyenas raised their heads in unison, crowding beneath his descent with bared fangs and snarling mouths, radiating sheer ferocity.

This was Yang Kai's first time inside the Blood Demon Grotto-heaven, and he had no idea what caliber these demon beasts were. The thought of using them as practice partners crossed his mind.

He hurtled downward like a meteor streaking from the sky. When he was three li from the ground, he flicked his fingers in rapid succession, launching blade after blade of pitch-black Moon Blade slashes that tore through the air.

Tsss tsss tsss —

Blood sprayed in all directions.

The clustered demon beasts were devastated instantly. The Moon Blades ripped through their bodies, leaving them collapsed in pools of blood. In a single exchange, nearly half the pack of over a hundred hyenas lay dead or dying.

Yang Kai slammed into the earth with a thunderous boom, punching a crater into the ground. Cracks spiderwebbed outward, and dust billowed into the air.

Short, shrill cries from the surviving hyenas echoed all around. When Yang Kai straightened up and waved the dust away with a spell, all that remained on the ground were corpses — every last living beast had fled.

"What a bunch of trash!" Yang Kai clicked his tongue. The way they'd come at him with such menacing ferocity, he'd expected them to put up a real fight. Turns out they couldn't even withstand a single volley.